How would we
“sorry scheme of things?”
Five flies lie dead on a sill
fifty birds chatter on a wire
eight skeletons wash ashore
Cats fight, spill blood
wash, groom, share body heat
brothers by fate
Faults and perfections
love, fate, cruelty
The quoted words are from Omar Khayyam as translated by Edward FitzGerald:
Ah Love ! could thou and I with Fate conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
Would not we shatter it to bits – and then
Re-mould it nearer to the Heart’s Desire !
This quatrain, from Khayyam’s Rubaiyat, is featured by Carpe Diem #1315 Scheme of Things.